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I Needed a Man

I needed a man to tell me I was smart before it ever occurred to me

I needed a man to tell me I was attractive before I saw my reflection

I needed a man to give me grace before I started forgiving myself

I resent how much power I gave to the men around me

That it was never a choice that I made

That I was taught to trust men more than myself

I was to be smart and pretty and kind for them but not for me

My innocence blinded me to the power that I hold

I am not a painting on a wall

That others get to hang up and ponder

I am not a girl anymore

I sometimes want a man,

But I don’t need them the way I used to

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